I’ll never be any of what you need
Until it is only me…that you desire.
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I like to steal your breath as you stutter to whisper the word beautiful after reading. I'm a poetic writer, an aberrational one of sorts. I don't write for the world seeking conformity to a style or some label of free expression, I permit my heart to whisper, while I serve as it stenographer and publisher. I'm honored my readers serve as its witnesses. What you may infer from this site; my hearts process or what it has to say, is strictly up to you to decide for yourself. I do appreciate comments in whatever degree of appreciation or criticism others feel the need to leave behind. I hope to respond in kind to them with a thank you openly or in a private conversation. Feel free to contact me if you so wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light
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Personally…. I’d much rather be WANTED than needed. To be the object of desire. Rather than an obligation if need. Just… well, just my two cents.
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Rarely do we ever want what we really…need. Thus is the reason it is worded as it is but I understand your point well. We need water but might desire beer. One is of preferred taste while the other is of survival.
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Yes! And I understood your meaning as well.
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True words.
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